She tries, but you make it clear this is unacceptable...

"Guys, you are not going to believe this! The-!" she shouts as she catches up to the others, but you cut off her oxygen supply and ability to speak, then put your face in front of her eyes and shake your head before the others can turn around.

"Not going to believe what?" The party leader says turning back and you let her respond, cautiously.

"I got choked by a Corn Snake back there!" She lies smoothly.

"What? How'd that happen?" The cleric says turning around.

"I went looking under the other bushes to see if this would be a good taming spot now and one bit me and wrapped around my neck!" She elaborates on the lie.

"How'd you get it off?" 'Richard' asks suspiciously.

"Hey give me some credit! 'Fenris' is well trained, it was hostile and attacking me so he bit it where it lay over my spine, and puled it off!"

"Where's the skin and meat then?" Richard probes.

"Fenris was hungry, so I fed them to him as a reward." She says feigning sheepishness.

At last Richard seems to buy it, muttering "Typical noob." and everyone turns back to the path.

You relax but your 'Tamer' grabs your head and unwraps you from her neck before you can react. Holding you out in front of her she looks you hard in the eyes and whispers. "Do that again and I WILL feed you to 'Fenris'! I won't say anything but you are MY pet and I am your OWNER, Understood?"

~We will just have to see about that...~ You think but only give a slight nod of your head and she drapes you over the back of her neck.

"And no biting!" She whispers in your ear as she lets go of your head, but you just lie there, quiescent and calm.

Everyone works together to set up the camp while you ride around on your new "mistress'" shoulders, staring longingly down at her tits in confusion. You don't even understand why these things attract you, but you want to run your tongue over her 'nipples' and have much larger and smoother hemipenes so you can put them into her 'cunt' and make her 'orgasm'. These words don't even have properly associated objects yet, but you want desperately to find out what they mean, and you know that what you have to do in order to accomplish that. You have to gain levels, and that your next evolution selection has to be the one that puts you towards larger size, and that this comes with the Italicized 'constrictor' path.

After camp is set up you and your 'mistress' are part of the group that heads back to town, her arguing that she needs to visit the 'Guild Hall' to get some Echo Scarves pronto, and the party leader reluctantly agreeing. She, the Bard, and the hill dwarf 'Champion of Armok' all head out following a route carefully chosen to only go through areas they have already cleared back to town which takes about a three hour hike.

Once there the first thing your new mistress does is head for the 'guild hall' showing the half red and half black banner with the four circles, each counter changed from the opposite color, and two divided in half between each color. She goes to a side entrance, looks around to see if anyone is nearby and as soon as she is sure they are not raps on the door seven times in quick succession, some hard and some soft.

A slot is drawn back and the person inside looks out. "What's the password?" she demands in a rough smoky mezzo-soprano.

"Tin-tin and snowy!" Your 'tamer' replies and quietly and the door is unlocked.

"Molly, what's going on? You lot weren't due back for four days and you've only gained one level!" The woman on guard inside, a half-giant by the look of her, one who went for the 'giant blooded' race path, asks looking over you and Molly and 'Fenris'.

"Well, I wasn't looking to go taming this outing, those woods don't have any critters that are great for it at my level, but we ran into THIS GUY," she says stroking your head in a way that sends a shiver of delight through you, "so I had to come back for some spare echo scarves. Also, as you may already know, Belinda and Mark got themselves killed, and we have to escort them back to get their stuff." She finishes explaining.

"Well, the quartermaster is in right now, but you had better hurry! She's logging out at midnight and will be gone for the next three days!"

"Dammit!" Molly cries and starts running, not even bothering to say 'thank you' or 'goodbye'.